When I was 6, I had a dream that our Siamese cat jumped up on my bed and said to me that she needed to show me something important. So in the dream, I got out of bed and followed her down the stairs and into the dining room. She went under the dining room table, so I went down on my hands and knees and followed her. She turned around and looked into my eyes, and that's when I woke up. I was downstairs under the dining room table in the dark with the cat in the same position she had been in my dream. For some reason I didn't cry or freak out, and just got off the floor and went back upstairs to my room. Have never forgotten it, or even the sound of her voice in my dream, and wonder what that was all about.